I'm currently rehearsing for a new show - "The Guys", by Anne Nelson - and Ms. Nelson references "tracks". Everyone's life operates within a certain track. The people you know are co-workers, parents of your children's friends, friends of friends - and, as was the case in "The Guys", following 9/11, everyone in New York City was jumping tracks and meeting people they never would have met before the incident. This got me thinking about my own track. Before I met Mike, my track consisted of childhood friends, co-workers, and theater folks. My circle of friends was small and I was pretty happy with that. It was through the theater folks that I met Mike. I was recommended to him for a part in a show he was casting. That's when I jumped my track. From the moment we met, Mike and I hit it off as terrific friends. There was something about us that just clicked. Whether it was being on the same wave length with a joke or an idea, we just connected in a way neither of us had connected before. It was absolutely wonderful to have such a great friend. I think that's why our relationship as a couple was as strong as it was. When you start out as great friends, it can translate into a great relationship. When I jumped my track, so many things changed for me. It's odd how one chance meeting can change your life forever. Because of that one chance meeting:
While my track seems to have ended, just as the life of that beautiful man did, way too soon, I am grateful that I was able to "jump tracks" and meet my soul mate. I mourn his loss every day, but, at the same time, I praise him for the life he showed me, the people I met, and the experiences I had. Mike taught me that life presents opportunities at the strangest times and in the strangest places. Often times when you least expect it. Open your mind to them. You never know what you might miss out on if you don't.  |
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